Elphin: General Percival, if I may have a moment of your time…
Percival: ! Your Majesty…! Please do not address me as…
Elphin: Hush! We do not know where enemies may be hiding. Here, I am a simple bard. Understood?
Percival: Yes. Then… …What is it that you need, Elphin?
Elphin: Prince Mildain of Etruria passed away last year. I would appreciate it if you could inform me of the behavior of the Etrurian Court after that. I would like to sing about them in my future travels.
Percival: …Very well. After Prince Mildain passed away…
Percival: Pr-… I mean, Elphin.
Elphin: What is it, General Percival?
Percival: I hear your father is still alive. Have you seen him recently?
Elphin: No, we have not seen each other for several years now.
Percival: Have you no intention of seeing him at all?
Elphin: At least not until this war ends.
Percival: Why? Perhaps your father is mourning for you, thinking you are long dead.
Elphin: If I let my father know of my safety, other people will find out as well. I may be able to make my father happy for a moment, but he will soon suffer the grief of losing me once again.
Elphin: I must eliminate what is causing that grief. Only then will I go see my father.
Percival: Elphin. You were talking about your songs for your future travels…
Elphin: About the state of Etruria after the prince passed away?
Percival: Yes. Will you be singing about it in various lands after this war ends?
Elphin: That is what I intend to do. I travel not only to sing, but to learn as well.
Percival: …Will you be visiting the Etrurian palace?
Elphin: Yes, of course I will be. I expect my stay at Etruria to be the longest.
Percival: Where will you go after you visit the palace?
Elphin: Nowhere… I intend to stay and sing for the Kingdom of Etruria as long as I live.
Percival: …Do I have your word on that?
Elphin: …I shall swear my honor on it.